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Trouble Lyrics by Chalie Boy

2018

[Intro]
(Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh)
[Verse 1: Locke Kaushal]
(I'ma yeah)
Now I'ma fuckin' cannibal, Black lipped Hannibal
An animal, rippin' the flesh from it's oratorical
Skeleton, Militant, crush bones like gelatin nigga
It's evident that I would surely damage you
And when you see us
Nigga do what your mamma do, Tuck your lips in your jammies
You on a runway down a one way sippin' José
How the fuck you gonna manage? (Oooweee)
I said there's fire in the street (Hey)
And you look like you scared to get some fire on your sneaks (Hey)
Well I'm the type to take my socks off 'cause the temp high
Then I get to walking on coals with the fire underneath
(Ooh Ooh Ahh) Stay in your lane boy
You talk that slick shit you might just hydroplane boy
What is there to gain boy?
When you on top of the mountain you don't feel the rain boy
Yeah, shit, but please don't feel bad for me
I'll just do my rain dance while your bitch gag for me
Brag for me, 'cause she like the way I boogie fam
And now you wanna see my boogie dance
[Chorus - Chalie Boy]
(Hmmmm)
Come and watch the boogie man (Boogie Man)
Crawling from the depths of Hell
No rest for the wicked when I kick it, eat fire
I'm the cold creeping out your prison cell
Welcome to the brand new Hell now (Ooh)
Watch me send a shiver right down your spine
Watch me take your soul mother fucker you mine (Mine)
This is the end of the line and you're running out of time
Hot damn, I'm the man, I'm trouble!
[Verse 2: Wayne Watts]
Boys in the game, you niggas Chris Webber with the timeouts
Live from the trenches where these young niggas climb out
Early as a worm trying to hide before the birds out
And when you got some bread even your crumbs can build a birdhouse
Head so good make a dummy take the nerd route
Dug her out in the inning we call that bitch the third out
[?] like the schedule of a thot for a fly out
We on The Rim so I guess we take the high route
Hit it fast, had to break, sent an Uber to her place
With a text message saying, "Please make it home safe"
Black Diamonds, Blue Skys, and a few Lesbians
Black girls, white girls, jungle fever let's begin!
[Chorus - Chalie Boy]
(Hmmmm)
Come and watch the boogie man (Boogie Man)
Crawling from the depths of Hell
No rest for the wicked when I kick it, eat fire
I'm the cold creeping out your prison cell
Welcome to the brand new Hell now (Ooh)
Watch me send a shiver right down your spine
Watch me take your soul mother fucker you mine (Mine)
This is the end of the line and you're running out of time
Hot damn, I'm the man, I'm trouble!
[Verse 3: Ikey]
(Whoa Ahh)
Yeah you runnin' out of time boy
This the end of your line boy
Cause ladies hittin' my line boy (Hello?)
Yeah we tired of your lies boy (Yeah)
Yeah you know we on fire boy, we gon' shine boy (Yeah)
From the city full of crime boy, where they pull up and they shoot you with that tomboy (buh, buh, buh, buh)
Whole squad on the same shit (Yeah)
Any Means still the same click (Squa)
Still chasing the same wish, got two ho's on the same ho
Different day but still the same one
No steak sauce, I keep it A1 (Yeah)
Best friends turn to strangers, but the money never could change us (Yeah)
Life fucked up, I've been stressed, but I'm still blessed (Whoo)
Still got an iPhone 5, but I'm still chasing that success (Haha)
All we need is acknowledgement (Whoo)
Lettuce and Cheese getting condiments (Haha)
Trying to switch our economy (Haha)
Do this shit for the continent (Yeah)
Man this Ikey, man this Ikey, I been fly down to my, wait (Hold up, Hold up)
Hold up, split a song, half a verse will probably put a nigga in an I.V. (Haha)
Yeah, so I'm out here working the [?] bad boys
Like the '89 Pistons giving them trouble
[Chorus - Chalie Boy]
(Hmmmm)
Come and watch the boogie man (Boogie Man)
Crawling from the depths of Hell
No rest for the wicked when I kick it, eat fire
I'm the cold creeping out your prison cell
Welcome to the brand new Hell now (Ooh)
Watch me send a shiver right down your spine
Watch me take your soul mother fucker you mine (Mine)
This is the end of the line and you're running out of time
Hot damn, I'm the man, I'm trouble!
[Outro]
(Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh)
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